Date: Tue, 8 Feb 2022 20:49:23 +0000 (UTC)
From: "ozorli65@aol.com" <ozorli65@aol.com>
Subject: All for Terry (48)

This is the continuing story of the utterly beautiful Terry.

I was going through some old boxes of things and found some
adult magazines I used to have.  I hadn't seen them in years.
As I went through them I saw a wrapped package and there were a few more
in there. But these were covered in plastic. The guy in the cover of
them, I had actually met a few times. Before I knew who he was of course.
But I always thought he was the most gorgeous man I had ever seen.

As I mentioned, I had actually met him a few times. It turns that we had
worked in the same building. And it wasn't until sometime later that I
found he was the guy in my magazines.
This story is for him. A kind of 'What if' story about a guy I wanted for
many years, but fate never made that fantasy come true.

This is for Terry. Where ever he may be.

Enjoy....

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All for Terry
(Chapter 48)
Unplanned Intimacy


... Well from that first moment with Serge. That tender kiss some time
back I wondered if maybe, just maybe that Serge was my hopes for
happiness. That he would be my chance to find love again. For I kind of
did love him. How could I not have some feelings for this man who without
regards to himself took care of me during the worst times in my life. He
put aside his needs for mine for several years now. Making sure i was
okay. Checking in daily to make sure I was okay. Being here to talk and
just hold me if I needed. Letting me cry out my pain. Of course I loved
him.
But, would he just be my new love. Not replacing Terry, for no one could.
And my love for my late partner was greater than any love I could ever
have. So no he could not replace Terry. And that was where my concern
was. For everytime we got close to something deeper and more intense, I
would back off. Unsure if what I was doing was good. For even now after
going in 4 years without Terry I still ached for my man. Thinking any
other connection with any romantic undertones would be a betrayal to
Terry.
It was fucked up but i could not stop my brain from producing such
thoughts. Thoughts that I should not do what my body wanted. To feel
passion again, to feel love again. For someone other than Terry.

"I am sorry. I still can't" I would say
"I am soo sorry"

And still Serge waited for me. Why? I did not know. But he did. He waited
and waited for me to give, to bend to the love he was offering. And I was
able to hold him off for all that time. Surprised he didn't just tell me
to fuck off. And I would never blame him. But he stayed, Serge stayed.
And that made me love him all the more.
But still Terry was what always stopped me. The slightest thing and or
something in my day again would send me over the edge. So I still was not
well. And I feared I never would be.

"I so wish I could just die" I said to myself time and again
"So that I can be by your side again Terry"

Then it did happen. I finally gave in to Serge and his advances. I
finally gave in to my needs that were just underneath bubbling up from
years now if celibacy due to the pain that had been consuming me for so
long.
It was one of those days I was trying to go through things. I knew I
should start to get rid of his things since Terry was gone. But I would
always put it off or get upset when Serge tried to. But I would always
promise him to do so.
I was in the bedroom and went to the closet that had his clothes. I
opened the door and was immediately hit with it. His smell. Terry's
smell. The closet seemed to reak of him. I know that was foolish to say,
but that gorgeous smell that was his was there in that closet. And I bent
down to see why. There were a few shirts crumpled on the floor that I had
forgotten were the last things he wore. Here 4 years later I had not
washed them and there were just a pile on the floor of the closet.
I crouched down as I saw them. And it was at that moment that Serge came
in. He stepped into the bedroom as I was in the floor, Terry's short
pressed to my face and I was taking him in again. The smell that was only
Terry. And the tears returned. Pouring out of my eyes again.

"Ohh God. Why?!" I shouted again
"Terry. Why. Ohh why?"

Serge dropped to the floor next to me and pulled me to his arms. He held
me tightly as he rocked me there in the floor. Telling me that it was
okay. That he was here.
My face was pressed to his neck as I continued to cry again. This pain
that seemed never to go away was back in force. But as he rocked me back
and forth on his meaty arms I was soon soothed out of my tears.

"I am here. I am here" he kept saying.

I pulled up and looked at his handsome face. The sweet bearded face of
this guy that was always here for me. My eyes fell in his. There was that
tenderness that only Serge could offer me. And I loved him ever so much
for it. For him.

"Hey. It's okay" he said again
"One day all will be okay."
"I promise"

My eyes fell in his lips now. I wanted to kiss him. Yes, I wanted to kiss
Serge. And then I looked back at his eyes. And back to his lips again. He
saw in my eyes what I wanted to do. Serge smiled softly and then he
leaned in and kissed me. And the moments our lips met I gave in to him
finally. My mouth opened and I kissed him back. Lips pressed to his in
the desire for him I now had.
My hand grabbed and squeezed at his muscled arms. Feeling his strength in
them. Then as I pulled from his lips I begged Serge to take me. That I
needed to feel his body on mine.

"I need you Serge. Oh God how I need you" I blurted
"Are you sure?" He asked

I nodded at him. Telling him yes with my actions. Then he got up. Serge
even picked me up off the floor an brought me to my bed. He lay me down
on it and then crawled in top of me. Again he kissed me as he pulled at
my shirt. And I did the same to him. I needed to get him naked. To see
his meaty furry body.
He sat back as he finished pulling off his shirt. Tossing it off the bed.
Serge was not too naked for me. I gazed at his big meaty chest. He
certainly was hairy. Hairier than Terry. I found it sexy even with the
bits of hair on his shoulders he had.
I reached up and pressed my hands to his big chest. He was a smaller man
than my Terry. But for his stature his chest was huge. Bigger than I
imagined.

"My gosh, Serge" I huffed in awe of him
"Your body is incredible"
"Come here"

I ran my fingers through his chest fur before grabbing his upper arms and
pulling him down to me. Then we kissed some more. His naked chest pressed
to mine. The fur on his body tickling at my nipples. And that excited me
all the more.
I flipped us around as my hunger for him exploded. I needed to have
Serge, desperately. I pushed him to his back on the bed. Then I kissed
his chest. My hand moving over it and down his hairy belly as I did. Then
I reached down to his pants. I grabbed at the zipper and pulled it down.

"Take these off" I crowed

Then I moved down and next to his legs. I then started to tank down his
pants. I could not believe how utterly horny I was for him. But then
again 4 years of not having intimacy with anyone was something that had
me ready to burst.
I pulled the pants down his legs. His powerful looking thighs a lovely
sight too. Unlike his upper body they were less hairy. But nonetheless
very beautiful legs. Thick and strong like the rest of this man.
I flung his pants off the bed. Then I went for my pants and pulled them
off. I was now in underwear and so was he I reached for his crotch and
grabbed at him. But as I did I went back up to kiss him some more.

"I need you Serge" I said to him
"You are.. Soo much to me"

The comment was odd, but it was all I could spill out. Love was there,
but saying it aloud was still a null point. I could not say it here in
the house I had built with the man I loved. So I just kissed Serge some
more. Sucking on his mouth and tongue like I had never kissed anyone
before.
He pulled his arms around me and pulled me closer to his awesome body. I
could feel his heat on me. I could feel the wonderful heat of him against
me and it was the best feeling I had had in ages.
I then ground my hips to his. Feeling his dick through the briefs he
wore. Feeling it against my own now rigid dick. Yes I was hard for him.
Something I could not get to happen with anyone since I first met Terry.
An erection I had not felt for anyone else other than Terry. And Serge
had it.

"I need to feel you inside" I said

Serge smiled and then he now pushed me over and onto my back. I then felt
his hand grab at my hard on. Feeling the hardness of my erection through
my briefs.

"Lay down" he said
"Lat me give you pleasure baby"
"I want to give you what you truly need"

And that was when he pulled down my briefs. Lifting my leg up and then
grasping at my hard stem. Then Serge moved down and between my legs. He
lowered his face to my lips. Then onto my chest as he gave me soft
bearded pecks on my hot flesh. I sighed and groaned lightly. Living the
soft lips and wiry beard graze as my skin. I wanted him to do it. I
wanted Serge to give me what I knew he was planning. So I pushed at his
head to move him down my body.
He was now at my crotch and at my dick. Holding it in his hand. He then
kissed the shaft once. I moaned again as I felt his lips in my raging
dick.

"Have been wanting this too" he finally said

And that was when Serge took me into his mouth...
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To be continued